Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 59

Emily peeked at Franklin from time to time while eating.

Franklin suddenly put down the sandwich, looked at her, and asked, "Do I look like a delicious dish to go with rice? Since you take one bite and look at me once, can you get full just by looking at me?

"Of course not, I just..."

"Spit it out. Don't be so bashful."

"Well, I'll ask you directly. Did you meet Ivy yesterday? What did you talk about? Just some old friends talk?"

"You want to know?" Franklin snorted.

Emily immediately said, "No, I'm just curious. What does Miss Carter look like? Is she beautiful?"

Franklin thought for a moment and said, "Think about Harry and you will know. They are brother and sister. Naturally, they look alike."

Emily recalled Harry's appearance. Harry was also a good-looking man by any means. If he were a woman and looked a little girlish, he would indeed be a beauty.

"Actually, I'm curious why you don't like Miss Carter since she's a beauty and she's your perfect match," Emily asked curiously.

Franklin looked at her and blinked, "Then do I look good?"

Emily was stunned. She nodded and swallowed, "Yeah, you do."

Of course, he looked good. If it weren't for his face, she would have rather killed both of them when she woke up that morning. It was because he was so handsome that she felt that he was the one who had suffered, not the other way round.

"I look so good myself, so why do I have to find someone who looks as good as me? If I care about appearance, I will just appreciate myself. I don't need to find someone else."

"So you mean you're a person who doesn't care about appearance?"

"I care more about an interesting soul." Franklin gave a crooked smile.

Emily immediately asked, "Do you think my soul is interesting?"

Franklin glanced at her, stood up, and said faintly, "I think it's more interesting to see the next season's business plan."

"Fine." Emily snorted.

She stuffed the sandwich into her mouth wondering whether Miss Avery is an interesting soul."

"Hello, Emily, this is mom." Emily suddenly received a call from Abigail.

Emily asked in surprise, "Mom, why do you call me? Where do you get this phone?"

"I borrowed it from the doctor, Emily. Can you make time to visit me?" Abigail asked.

Emily looked at her leg and suddenly felt grieved. How could she see her like this?

"Mom, I'm out on a business trip. It might take... more than half a month to get back. What's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong?" Emily asked in a hurry.

"Ah, that's a long trip!" Abigail sighed and said, "I do need you back. Can you come back as soon as possible?"

"Mom, you can tell me over the phone," Emily said quickly.

Abigail hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, your father came over today."

Emily immediately understood. Anthony was refused by her and couldn't even get in the house so he went to the hospital to ingratiate himself with her mother.

She now completely regretted taking Anthony to see her mother and letting him know the hospital her mother was in.

She was shocked to see the layout of the study as soon as she went in. Although she was not a treasure connoisseur, the ornaments inside were not ordinary at first sight. Franklin really had good taste for he had so many rare things in the study.

"What's the matter? I'm busy now," Franklin said.

Emily hurriedly approached his desk and saw a picture of three.

One was him, one was Harry, and the other woman in the middle was very beautiful. Her smile was as gorgeous as a flower and was so breathtaking even in the picture.

Emily felt disheartened, not knowing whether this woman was Ivy or Avery.

"What the hell is going on? Speak!" Franklin asked impatiently. He had been waiting for a while but she didn't say anything.

Emily gathered her senses and quickly said, "I have something to discuss with you. Can you please not sue my father?"

"You are begging mercy for him?" Franklin frowned.

Emily lowered her head and said helplessly, "My mother called me just now to persuade me to forgive him for he is my father."

"Oh, for he's your father? If he really is your father, he wouldn't have drugged you." Franklin snorted as if he was hearing a big joke.

Emily said helplessly, "I know he's a bastard. But my mother begged me like that. What can I do? And I think it's enough to have taught him a lesson but don't push him to a dead end."

"Emily, are you stupid as a pig? You can't be so lenient when you're being bullied." Franklin was angry and could not help scolding.

Emily also got crossed. She retorted, "It's not about your family so you can say so easily. What would you do if your mother did something wrong to you? If I hadn't had my period that day and really had a miscarriage, would you settle the score with your mother? Or you would just ignore it and let it be?"

"If she really made you miscarry, I would send her abroad," Franklin said coldly.

Emily gave a start and looked at him speechlessly.